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Berd can’t fall asleep. Tossing and turning in his make-shift bed, groaning when he just can't get some shut eye. His nights are usually like this, yet today was for a different reason. Berd’s sick. Being sick for a couple of days grants no advantages to rest, all it does is make it worse because he’s exhausted yet not tired enough to sleep. Groaning, he sits up turning his head to look over where his communicator was. Refusing to get out of bed, he awkwardly stretches over to grab it, clicking some buttons and watching the screen flash on.He scrolls through multiple menus, trying to figure out who's awake right now. Finding the list of those active at the moment, pulling it out and reading every name till he finds the one he wants to bother the most. He finds it near the bottom, Jawsh’s name in bright white letters calling out to him like a moth to a flame. And just like the moth he follows and beckons it’s call. Berd whispers to Jawsh: hey jawshiepoo can you get me some soup im sick
Jawsh whispers to Berd: no
Jawsh whispers to Berd: and dont call me thatBerd rolls his eyes at Jawsh’s message. Of course he didn’t want to, but that didn’t mean Berd lost. He knows what he has to do to get Jawsh to do his bidding. Berd whispers to Jawsh: I’ll pay you handsomely my subby wubby Jawshypookums
Jawsh whispers to Berd: nvm thats worseA couple seconds pass before Jawsh replies again. Jawsh whispers to Berd: fine, give me ten minutes
Berd whispers to Jawsh: yay! (ˆ ³ ˆ)He giggles at the emoticon he sent, he can already imagine how annoyed Jawsh would be once he arrives. No matter what, he’ll always find a way to bother his favorite person. He gets as comfortable as he can as he waits for Jawsh to appear.“You’re lucky I’m too tired to deal with your bullshit.” He hears Jawsh complain as he opens the door. Walking over to Berd, placing his backpack down and unzipping it. “Instead I had to deal with Swagger in your place, you won’t believe how much of a hassle I went through to get you this.”He pulls out a couple of water bottles and places them next to Berd’s bed.“Don't get me started on the damn soup, originally it was eight diamonds. Eight diamonds! Who the fuck does he think he is selling soup for that much. I had to haggle with him to get it for a lower price.” He pulls out the soup and hands it over to Berd. “What a scam, I could’ve made you soup myself.”“Would you?”“No.” Jawsh zips up his backpack and stands again. “You better pay me double for the hassle I went through to get you fucking soup.”“Awww I thought you cared for me, I’m sick and weak. You should do it out of your love for me.“ Berd snickers, then enters a coughing fit shortly after. Jawsh doesn’t look amused at all. Or maybe he does, Berd can’t tell since he’s busy coughing. Once done, Berd opens up the lid and begins scarfing down the liquid goods.“Jesus christ you couldn’t even wait for me to give you a spoon?” His statement causes Berd to stop chugging the soup for a second.“You should spoon feed me some soup, Jawsh since I'm sick.” He smirks as he talks, watching Jawsh get more exasperated from his demands.“You just drank half of it already, I’m not feeding you the rest.”“Pleaseeeeee Jawshypookums…” He looks at Jawsh doing his best attempt of puppy eyes to help convince him.At first Berd didn’t think his pleads got through to his angry friend, watching him turn away and huff with his arms crossed. But it only takes a few seconds for Jawsh to turn around and sigh a bit too loudly for his own good.“Fine, fine I’ll feed you since you’re a big baby.”“Yay!”Jawsh sits on the bed as Berd gives him the soup bowl. And in the most painfully slow way possible, Jawsh spoons up soup to feed to Berd, the other proclaiming ‘yum’ with every single spoonful fed to him. Since he already ate about half of the soup it doesn’t take long for him to finish the rest with Jawsh’s help.“Happy now?”“Yeah, you know Jawsh, you’ve been complaining the entire time you’ve been here Jawsh, maybe you being toxic is making me sick.” To rub salt in the wound he even starts to cough after insulting Jawsh, which Jawsh doesn’t have the energy to figure out if he’s faking or not. Jawsh stares blankly at him.“Then that gives me more of a reason to leave.”“No you can’t just yet!”“Why not?”“You have to tuck me back into bed.” At the next demand Jawsh puts his head in his hands, meanwhile Berd tries to hold back any laughter. Of course Jawsh could leave at any moment and refuse Berd’s demands, but here he is staring dumbfounded at his ill friend while still listening.“Fine I guess, you were just tucked in earlier but I guess I have to do everything here for you.” Berd lays down as Jawsh grabs the covers. Making sure Berd is nice and tucked in, even making sure he's extra tucked in, as his way of showing Berd how stupid it is, all while Berd gives him a dumb grin.“There. Are you all good now?” He sounds exasperated, “I want to go back home, Berd, I have things to do that don’t involve you.”“Pfft, I already know that Jawsh. But before you go. I just have one more teeny tiny request.” If Jawsh wasn’t trying his best not to freak out right now, he would be going through every stage of grief. He’s better than that so he keeps a calm composure.“What is it?” Jawsh grumbles.“You need to come closer first.” Jawsh rolls his eyes and moves a bit closer to Berd. “No, closer.” Jawsh inches closer. “No man, closer.” With another groan Jawsh moves as close as he can till he’s inches away from Berd’s face. But before he can get a word out asking what Berd wants, he feels two arms wrap around him and pull him closer to Berd. He doesn’t get a chance to react before Berd smothers him in kisses. Jawsh shrieks.“BERD STOP! You’re going to get me sick!! I don’t want any of your germs! Stop!”Berd laughs over Jawsh’s cries for help, “Come on Jawsh I know you love me.” Jawsh makes a ‘hmph’ sound, as if to angrily agree with him. He holds him close and gives Jawsh one last kiss on the cheek.“I swear to god Berd if I get sick from you, you have to owe me triple the diamonds from the soup.” Berd rolls his eyes.“Fine, fine. But you won’t get sick, promise.” He finally lets go of Jawsh, letting him get away. All while Berd slips under the covers again.“You can’t control that.” He can hear Jawsh’s annoyance but there's a slight hint of affection in his words. Berd smiles at him before turning over away from him and closing his eyes hoping to fall asleep quickly.And as he’s about to fall asleep, he already expects Jawsh to leave as fast as he can so he could focus on way more important things than Berd’s health. But instead, he feels someone leaning over, leaving a small kiss on his head just for him. He hears Jawsh’s footsteps rushing out of there, and since he’s too cozy to confront him, he decides to keep it to himself for once.And when the next day comes, Berd will wake up refreshed for once. Finally free from his burden of being ill, however not all is well. He sees his communicator flare up with a new message, his curiosity getting the best of him as he picks it up to check for any notifications. He grins when he realizes it’s a message from Jawsh. Jawsh whispers to Berd: I hate you
Jawsh whispers to Berd: You got me sick >:(
Berd whispers to Jawsh: lol